As you walk down to the grounds you see a warm, open fire, surrounded by wooden seats. Iliana is standing nearby with a large, covered object behind her on a wooden table.

Though the sun is shining brightly, there is an icy chill in the air. Pulling her cloak around her, the professor smiles and waits for the students to arrive. "Come over and find a seat everyone. Class will be starting in just a moment."